(Keep it up, Sharkboy)
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We get fucked up, uh
We get fucked up, uh
We get fucked up, uh
I got racks now, yeah, they think I lucked up
Ha, lucked up, yeah, they think I-
Uh, ayy
In my bag, I'ma spend it
Bitch, them racks, we gettin'
Yeah, that cake, we gettin', yeah
We not the same, we different
Bitch, we winnin'
I'm on Oxy, I'm winnin', uh
She on molly, she sinnin'
This a Z06, we sittin' in
Some of my niggas, they still in the kitchen
I stayed the same, nah, I ain't switchin'
Most of these Glocks, yeah, they came with switches
Most of these niggas, they act like bitches
Most of these Glocks, they came with extensions
Boy, keep me out your mentions
Put codeine over these women
I'm too high, I feel it
Get too high, like-
Too high, feel like a villain
Nigga, we forever killing 'em
And I run that money, I just run it like an athlete
Fuck 12, yeah, they on my ass, but fuck it, they can't catch me
And I score my own drank, so nigga, you can't tax me
FN turn this bitch into a track meet
Yeah, FN turn this bitch right to a track meet
Uh, FN turn this bitch into a track meet, uh, uh
Uh, yeah, my nigga, catch me
Tax me
That bitch, you can't tax me
Catch me